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Lu Yang turned his head and saw a horse-drawn carriage approaching him. There was no driver on the carriage, and the old horse seemed to know the way, needing no one to guide it.,The place they had just passed through was still pouring with rain, while where they were, the sun shone brightly, birds sang, and flowers bloomed. It was as if a peerless sword qi had divided the world into two halves of yin and yang, never to intersect again.,Though Old Horse was already a rare and unusual beast, it was still inferior to the divine beasts resting at the foot of the mountain.。